Eternal Pleasure
A girl with a heavy mind
Does not speak and act as a blind
No light and stars she wishes for
Empty eyes, fearing to suffer more
Scattered thoughts with no sense
Makes her cry and more tense
Death is the thing she wants
Hoping for the peace that Earth grants
Wishes to be buried with huge grace
Leaving no clues to get her trace
Grave, to her, is just like a treasure
A place to enjoy an eternal pleasure
The pleasure of which she remained deprived
Must be telling God how hard she strived
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